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Filling Mother with Love

By OniiChansFables
Created: 2020-10-29 17:15:11
Expiry: Never

  1. >You flip through the channels mindlessly, a mighty yawn leaving your mouth.
  2. >Graduation was less than a week ago and you were already getting bored of summer vacation.
  3. >Your friends had all gone on exciting vacations and left you bored and alone in a small town with little to do.
  4. >Mom apologized profusely when she explained that you couldn't go anywhere because of her new gig.
  5. >She had scored another stunt double casting for a movie that seemed promising.
  6. >Your mother had a gift when it came to makeup and costumes.
  7. >There were few woman she couldn't transform herself into and because of that talent she'd become a successful double.
  8. >That coupled with her curvaceous body earned through sweat got her into several films and allowed you to live in comfort.
  9. >Not filthy rich comfort, but you were better off than most.
  10. >She does her best to care and raise you, so you didn't really get upset about being stuck in town.
  11. >You kept skipping through channels as you glanced at the clock, seeing it was only eight thirty.
  12. >The channel number kept scrolling before you bolted upright.
  13. >The split second image on the television was all you needed to identify your favorite beach scene.
  14. >Your mother had explained that the films costar couldn't play volleyball for crap and she had to fill in for her in the scene.
  15. >You'd memorized the scene by heart after "watching" it so many times.
  16. >You had your hand down your pants seconds before the camera started to tilt up, giving the viewer a nice long look at those legs that never quit.
  17. >The camera continued tilting upwards, the outlines of the swimwear tightly hugging your mom's ample tush.
  18. >You slowly stroked yourself, appreciating the way her smooth skin stretched the bottom of the bikini.
  19. >Mother had mentioned that the reason she was a bit awkward in this scene was because the bikini was a size too small and she had be extremely careful during the shoot.
  20. >That made it all the more enjoyable as far you were concerned.
  21.  
  22. >The camera began the arc shot slowly moving upwards and swirling at the same time leading towards her bountiful breasts.
  23. >Several seconds more and she'd enthusiastically wave to the other actors playing volleyball, making her puppies jiggle ever so seductively before jogging her way over.
  24. >You begin taking longer strokes to pace yourself as you think back to the first time you wanked to your own mom.
  25. >It was some low budget film where she'd first gotten her start and incidentally gave you a liking to nurse's outfits.
  26. >You'd just started noticed girls in that light when mom's big break came around.
  27. >As result of constantly having her around in different sexy outfits from the films she took part in meant the girls from school stood no chance.
  28. >It was a guilty pleasure, seeing as you never gave having a relationship with your mother a moments thought, not to mention the whole taboo thing.
  29. >Changing tempo to match your mothers bouncing breasts, you continued stroking and waited for the scene you'd always blown your load to.
  30. >That moment where Chrysalis would dive in an attempt to save the ball would be coming soon.
  31. >She'd miss the ball completely, but damn if her melons didn't wriggle around violently almost popping out of her small top.
  32. >She'd then roll over onto her back and flip her hair out of her face in slow motion while giving the camera the most titillating eyes ever.
  33. >The sudden slam from the front door made you jump and almost yank your cock off.
  34. >You struggle for a split second as you fumble with the control before changing the channel to some foreign game show.
  35. >"Anon! I'm home!" Your mother shouted from the door.
  36. >Taking a few deep breathes you answer back.
  37. "I'm in the living room mom!"
  38. >"I need some help carrying some stuff in Anon!" She calls back. "Bring the boxes into the kitchen please!"
  39. "Gotta grab my shoes and I'll be there in a second!"
  40.  
  41. >The distinct sound of the tab of a can being opened rang from the kitchen as you walked past, your mom waving at you as she took a hard pull at her beer.
  42. "I guess the date didn't go so well mom?"
  43. >She took a few more moments with her drink, her throat quickly expanding and contracting as she chugged the beverage before angrily tossing it to the ground.
  44. >"It's bullshit Anon!" She whined, reaching for another can. "Why do all the men I date always want me to be the same woman from the movies?!"
  45. >It went about as well as the last date you figured.
  46. >"Why can't they be interested in me for me?!" She sobbed before cracking open another can.
  47. >You close the door behind you and check the back of the car, finding some pizza boxes.
  48. >It was then you realized the date had gone even worse than you thought, she usually doesn't eat and drink like this.
  49. >Once back in the kitchen you saw mom was working on her fifth beer.
  50. >"Take the pizzas to the living room and I'll be there in a moment Anon."
  51. >You nod and head into the living room and turn on the DVD player.
  52. >Mom's go to plan after her failed dates was getting drunk and watching one of her movies with you, giving you a private commentary regarding the film and the parts she played.
  53. >She dropped a can in your lap and went to put a disc in the player. "Drink up dear, I don't want to be the only one drinking like last time."
  54. >You couldn't hold your alcohol as well as she could, so you always nursed your first can, despite mother's best attempts to keep you drinking.
  55. >Halfway through the movie and the only thing that had been really consumed was the beers.
  56. >You had to give it to her, she definitely could hold her booze.
  57. >"We had to retake this shot a few times because her hair kept getting in his face after he puts his arm around her."
  58. >Your mother explains before finishing off the last can of beer, her cheeks flushed from the heavy drinking.
  59.  
  60. >You noticed a hint of sadness in your mom's voice, so you absentmindedly put your arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.
  61. >She looks at you for a moment and smiles, and then rests her head on your shoulder.
  62. >"You're one of the few people who ever see me for me." She sighs as the film kicks off into an action sequence. "You listen to all my woes without a peep of complaint."
  63. >"How do you do it Anon?" She sniffled and rubbed her eye, wiping a tear away. "Why can't I meet a man like you for once?"
  64. >The memory of jacking it to your mom just a half hour ago comes back and hits you with a sudden twinge of guilt.
  65. >You loved your mom and everything she did so the two of you could be happy and in return never caused her any grief.
  66. >Her passion was acting and that kept her happy until she had time between roles.
  67. >No doubt she dated losers who wouldn't hesitate to ask her to cosplay as one of her film roles.
  68. >You wrapped your arms around her in a loving embrace.
  69. "It's alright mom, I'll always be here for you."
  70. >You lean forward slightly to kiss her head, only to end up kissing your mothers soft lips.
  71. >It took several moments for your brain to process that Chrysalis had raised her head to look up at you at the perfect moment.
  72. >She showed the slightest hint of surprise, her eyes wide open for a moment before wrapping her arms around your neck and pushing you back down onto the couch.
  73. >Your hands naturally trail down to the small of her back to bring her closer as her tongue snakes its way into your mouth.
  74. >Chrysalis moans into your mouth, her tongue grazing the top of your tongue before you returned the favor.
  75. >You thought back to the beach scene from earlier and realizing that you could live your dream of squeezing your mother's cheeks, you did just that.
  76. >Never lifting your hands off of her body as you slid them lower, you watched her eyes to gauge her reaction.
  77. >Her kiss faltered as your hands slowly approached their destination.
  78.  
  79. >She locked eyes with you for two seconds before closing them and kissing you deeply.
  80. >You slide your hands down and cup her soft rear and squeeze.
  81. >She gasped and flinched as your fingers dug into her fleshy ass.
  82. >Taking the initiative you pepper her neck with kisses, all the while kneading her ass like a cat with its favorite pillow.
  83. >"Anon." She gasps, her hot breath blasted into your ear. "We can't do this."
  84. >You ignore her and gingerly give her neck the slightest nibble.
  85. >Chrysalis moans and presses her hand on your chest, bringing herself to a sitting position.
  86. >"I mean it Anon, we need to stop, this isn't right." She pants, unaware that she's grinding herself against your raging erection.
  87. "It wasn't my intention mom, I was just going to kiss the top of your head."
  88. >She nods and eyes you, the fire in her eyes obvious.
  89. "But then you looked up and, AAHH!"
  90. >Your apology was cut short as your mom continued grinding her hips into yours, hitting a particularly sensitive spot.
  91. >"You can't think of me that way Anon." She continued unaware that she wasn't helping matters at all.
  92. >Grabbing hold of her hips, you do your best to keep her still.
  93. "I've got a confession to make."
  94. >You sigh and shake your head.
  95. "I've been seeing you like this for a while now. You know how you're always asking me why I've never brought any girls around or introduced you to any?"
  96. >She was still panting as she listened quietly, her fingers interlocking with yours.
  97. "I wasn't attracted to the girls at school. They couldn't match up to you mom."
  98. >"Oh baby." She choked up.
  99. "I never acted on these feelings, except for using your movies as a way to...channel my urges."
  100. "Even when you went on date after date and came back in tears every time, I couldn't bring myself to do anything."
  101. >She was speechless, but the emotion on her face was clear as tears slowly trailed down her face.
  102. >You reached up and brushed them away.
  103.  
  104. "I just want you to be happy mom and if there's anyway I can help you be happy, I'll do it."
  105. >You sit up and wrap your arms around her, stealing a quick kiss.
  106. "Even if it means being shunned by everyone else."
  107. >She opens her mouth to speak, but you seal her lips with a kiss and push her down on her back.
  108. >You force yourself away from your mother's lips, a thin strand of saliva connecting yours lips together.
  109. "But if you really want me to stop, I will."
  110. >Chrysalis breathes heavily, her mind telling her to stop before it's too late, her body burning up from within demanding the fire be quenched here and now.
  111. >She places a hand on your chest. "Baby it's just the beer talking, you drunk."
  112. "No mom, you know I don't ever finish a single can whenever we do this! I'm not drunk!"
  113. >You take her hand in yours.
  114. "It's all from the bottom of my heart and I mean every single word!"
  115. >You brush a strand of her hair to the side before passionately kissing her.
  116. >Her arms wrap around you and pull you closer.
  117. >Breaking the kiss you take a moment to catch your breath.
  118. "Everyone is meant to have someone to love mom."
  119. >You watch her teary green eyes, glistening like diamonds.
  120. "Maybe the reason you haven't been having any luck with men."
  121. >You sigh.
  122. "Is because I'm the one that's supposed to make you happy."
  123. "You've said it yourself, I'm the only one who knows you for you, and I love you for you."
  124. >She sniffles as her tears run freely.
  125. "I can't promise that I can make you the happiest woman in the world, but I'll never stop trying mom."
  126. >"B-but we can't, what will everyone else think?" She protests.
  127. "The hell with everyone else."
  128. >You kiss her neck again, alternating between licks and gentle love bites.
  129. "I love you and nothing will ever change that, but I won't force you to do something you don't want to mom."
  130. >Her moans and squeaks echoed in the room before being silenced by a final kiss.
  131. >She looked at you with half lidded eyes that hid an animal like hunger behind them.
  132.  
  133. >Her thighs rubbed against yours "Y-you need to listen to me Anon, and if I say it's over, then it has be over."
  134. >You enthusiastically nod.
  135. >"If we're going to do this then we need to do it right."
  136. "What?"
  137. >"Anon! I want you to take me on a date! I'm not some common hussy who'll give it up so easily!"
  138. >You're still trying to figure out which way is up when she pulls you back down and kisses you again.
  139. "You know, you're awfully receptive of the whole thing."
  140. >You speak between kisses.
  141. "I kinda figured you'd be upset about the whole thing actually."
  142. >She paused between kisses. "Well I'm not exactly sold on the idea, but it was nice hearing I love you in such a passionate way."
  143. >Mom stopped your advancing lips with her finger.
  144. >"Then again who knows, it may just be the beer talking for me."
  145. >She winked before giving you another kiss.
  146. >"We should go to bed and talk in the morning Anon."
  147. >Your doubts completely faded away and you smiled.
  148. "Okay. We'll talk tomorrow then."
  149. >The rest of the evening was spent cleaning up and putting the leftovers away and taking a long cold shower.
  150. >You close your eyes and cover up with your blankets, shivering from the cold shower.
  151. >Shortly after you'd settled in, the door slowly creaked open and a light illuminated the room.
  152. "Mom?"
  153. >"Hey Anon, where's your outlet?"
  154. "Uh, it's over there."
  155. >"Oh thanks, gotta charge my phone up." The light flashed towards the wall, giving you a nice view of your mother's nightie.
  156. >She wore black thigh high stockings that had little holes at random.
  157. >They must have been a tight fit, especially around her thighs.
  158. >How it didn't rip apart was beyond you.
  159. >She bent down on all fours to crawl under the desk, looking for the outlet and giving you a marvelous view of her plentiful posterior.
  160. >A black thong was all that kept your mothers lower lips from you.
  161. >"Oh, there it is!" She exclaimed before scooting out from under the desk.
  162.  
  163. >Her thin see through black teddy rushed down as she stood up and approached the bedside.
  164. "What are you doing mom?"
  165. >"I told you it was bed time." She replied as she climbed in bed with you and made herself comfortable.
  166. >"I want to be the little spoon." She whispered in the dark while turning away from you.
  167. >You shrugged internally and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer.
  168. >"Oh wow, you're freezing Anon!" She squeaked.
  169. >You chuckled and replied.
  170. "Yeah, but I'm pretty sure I'll be getting warmer in no time at all."
  171. >You leaned over and gave her a kiss.
  172. "Goodnight mom, I love you."
  173. >"I love you too Anon." She whispers back as she cuddles up next to you.
  174. >Your breathing synced up and you both started drifting off to sleep.
  175. >The last thing you heard as you completely passed out was your mother.
  176. >"Anon quit poking me back there."
  177.  
  178. >Your eyelids flutter as sleep slowly fades away and you regain consciousness.
  179. >You stifle and brush some strands of mother's hair from your face.
  180. >Her breathing remains steady, ever the heavy sleeper.
  181. >You bring your face to her head and take a deep breath, enjoying her scent.
  182. >The tip of your erection pokes against her ample thighs, threatening to pop through.
  183. >Never before had you experienced morning wood this unyielding that it'd freed itself through the slit in your boxers.
  184. >Deciding to capitalize on the situation, you pull her closer and casually thrust yours hips forward, enveloping yourself between the gap in her thighs.
  185. >The soft silk that separated your mother's folds from your manhood caressed you, the velvety texture making for an interesting sensation.
  186. >You moan, content with the way her flesh snuggled your rod as if in a loving embrace.
  187. >Her lips slightly parted as you flexed your groin muscles, your hard-on slightly pushing upwards into them.
  188. >Chrysalis gently moaned in her sleep, her body sluggishly reacting to your prodding.
  189. >You gently cup her right breast and softly knead it, rolling your finger around her aroused bud as you tenderly thrust back and forth.
  190. >Her spongy pillows felt like a slice of heaven.
  191. >You squeeze and marvel at how her soft rack seems to spill through your fingers.
  192. >"Mmmhh, good morning to you too Anon." Chrysalis purred as she snaked a hand down to her groin.
  193. >A jolt shot through your dick as her fingertips come into contact with your glans.
  194. >Her fingers randomly circled your glans, occasionally slipping into your foreskin and teasing your corona.
  195. >You moan into her neck as you nibble it.
  196. >She giggles and gasps as you squeeze her hardened nipple.
  197. >"Oh Anon, do it harder." She sighs and runs her finger along your frenulum up to the tip.
  198. >You abruptly thrust forward, hissing from the sudden sensation.
  199. >"You're such a bad boy darling." She teased and gave your tip a soft tap while pinching your hand.
  200.  
  201.  
  202. >Jerking backwards from the sudden dick check, you cup your groin and take a deep breath.
  203. >"Aw, did my little boy get a booboo?" She teased while bringing her face close to your crotch.
  204. >"Let mommy give it a kiss to make it all better."
  205. >A slight feeling of dread made you hesitant to drop your guard, but you relented and let her approach.
  206. >Gingerly taking your dick in hand, she gives it a few short pumps before bringing her lips closer. "MWAH!"
  207. >"There, all better, right baby?" She cooed as she slowly stroked you.
  208. >You put on your best puppy dog eyes and try your luck.
  209. "Well actually mom, I'm pretty close so, um."
  210. >"Oh, I'm sorry Anon. You're going to have to let that simmer." She replied releasing her grip on your shaft. "You have chores to do, and I need to start my workout."
  211. "Please mom? I'll get on right away!"
  212. >"Oh I know you will dear." She pounces on you, pinning you to the bed and draws nearer. "But you're going to need all your energy for your chores and mowing the lawn."
  213. >'Ah crap, I hate mowing the lawn.' You think to yourself.
  214. >"Besides." She brings her lips to yours and gives you a quick kiss. "I didn't tell you to have fun this early in the morning, so think of it as punishment."
  215. "Okay."
  216. >"Well, I'm going to start my workout then, so hop to it soldier." She orders you before making her way to her room.
  217. >You watched her leave the room, memorized by the way her ass swayed, as if to taunt you.
  218. >Before rounding the corner Chrysalis stopped and glanced back, giving you a quick wink with the tip of her tongue sticking out.
  219. >You realized she had been teasing you during that moment, but fell back in bed, sighing as you looked forward to getting the day started.
  220. >Quickly throwing on some shorts and an old wife beater that you specifically used when mowing the lawn, you make your way to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth.
  221. >Your footsteps thunder throughout the house as you rush into the kitchen.
  222.  
  223.  
  224. >"Quit running in the house Anon, you're going to end up hurting yourself!" Chrysalis called out from her workout den.
  225. >You serve yourself a bowl of cereal and dig in.
  226. >'A date with mom, why wouldn't I be in a hurry?' You think to yourself as you rush outside to grab the lawn mower.
  227. >Letting go of the mower's lever, you look over your work as its engine putters out.
  228. >In your rush to finish quickly, you did a shitty job.
  229. "Well shit, I can't be leaving it like this."
  230. >You sigh and start the mower up again.
  231. "Do it right the first time so you don't have to do it again."
  232. >You hate it when mom's words of wisdom come back and bite you in the ass.
  233. >You grin at the thought of paying her back by giving her rear a little nibble.
  234. >Twenty minutes later and you properly finish mowing the lawn.
  235. >You grab the old broom by the shed and use it to brush off any left over grass clippings before storing the machine.
  236. >Wiping the sweat off your brow, you make your way back to your room, thankful that you'd taken care of all your other chores a few days earlier.
  237. >Assuming that mom was still in the den, you disrobe and make a mad dash into the bathroom.
  238. >You turn on the warm water at full blast and wait for the temperature to rise before getting in.
  239. >Unaware of her presence, a shrill shriek erupts from your mouth when a pair of unknown hands grab you by your shoulders.
  240. >"Oh my, didn't mean to scare you Anon." Your mother giggles at your expense.
  241. >Panting, you turn to face her.
  242. "You scared the crap out of me."
  243. >She giggles and hugs your sweaty naked body.
  244. >"I'm sorry Anon, but I must say I've never heard a man scream like that before."
  245. "Yeah, yeah, very funny."
  246. >She lets go and closes the door behind her. "Well, since we both need a shower, how about we share one?"
  247. >'Now that's more like it.' You think to yourself as she flicks off her sweatbands and sends them flying.
  248. >Chrysalis turns around and raises her arms. "Be a dear and help me out these sweaty clothes Anon."
  249.  
  250.  
  251. >She takes out the scrunchy that had kept her long hair in a bun, letting it fall down before tossing it to the side.
  252. >You wrap your arms around her waist, startling her and making her slightly flinch.
  253. >"Mmhhm, come on Anon, we're wasting water here." She grumbles as your fingers slid into her black sports bra from the bottom.
  254. >You give her breasts a gentle squeeze before pulling the clothing upwards and removing it.
  255. >She hums and leans backwards onto you. "Now my shorts."
  256. >You kiss her neck and slowly drag your fingers downwards.
  257. "I always wondered if you wore underwear in this getup."
  258. >She gasped as your hands slipped under her waistband and wandered around.
  259. "No panties?"
  260. >Chrysalis craned her neck to face you with a mischievous grin. "Maybe you should hurry up and find out."
  261. >Your fingers slide further down until brushing up against a soft material.
  262. >Maneuvering your hands to her hips, you pull her black shorts down bit-by-bit.
  263. >Looking up from your lower position, you get a nice view of her ass.
  264. "You always wear T-strings in your workout uniform?"
  265. >She daintily tip toes out of her shorts and bends over in front of you.
  266. >"I usually only wear them when I workout. I felt kind of self conscious when I used to go to the gym after all."
  267. >She slides off her tiny panties so tantalizingly slowly, a smile on her face as she teased you.
  268. >You reach up to grab hold of Chrysalis's rear only for her to smack your hands away.
  269. >"Hurry up and get in Anon, times a wasting!"
  270. >You roll your eyes and climb into the shower and offer a hand to her.
  271. >"Why thank you kind sir." She giggled as she took your hand and climbed in with you.
  272. >She closed the door behind her and flicked the diverter on, sending a steady cascade of water pouring from the shower head.
  273. >The water splattered onto your mother's back with an odd tinkle hitting your body here and there.
  274. >Chrysalis took the shower head and motioned you closer.
  275.  
  276.  
  277. >You approached her and closed your eyes as the water trailed down your body.
  278. >The stream of water splashed onto you from ever changing angles as your mother moved the shower head around you.
  279. >The sensation of water drenching your crotch made you jump, but Chrysalis's hand on your shoulder kept you calm.
  280. >Opening your eyes, you watch as she returns the shower head to its place and grabs your shampoo bottle.
  281. >"Okay my one and only, close your eyes again." She whispers before squeezing a decent helping of shampoo in your hair.
  282. >She tenderly strokes her fingers through your hair, working a fine lather before grabbing the shower head and rinsing you off.
  283. >Next she took your body sponge and poured some body wash on it.
  284. >"Okay Anon, turn around and I'll clean your body next."
  285. >You nod and follow her instructions, wiping the water from your eyes as you turn.
  286. >Chrysalis scrubs your back with the sponge in a circular motion.
  287. >"Such a broad back Anon." She whispers in your ear. "If this whole thing takes off, we'll need to get you started on a work out regimen so you can lift up and hold more weight."
  288. >She scrubbed the rest of your body next leaving your groin for last.
  289. >You felt her soft nipples and then the entirety of her breast press up against your back as she carefully scrubbed your groin.
  290. >She worked up a good lather before handing you the sponge and taking your hardened member in her hand.
  291. >"Let's make sure this part is extra nice and clean." She giggled as she stroked your shaft.
  292. >Her other arm reached around, taking hold of your penis.
  293. >With her free hand she worked your foreskin back, fully exposing your glans.
  294. >She took the sponge from you and gently polished your head.
  295. >You quietly grunted while she lathered your tip and then worked on your balls.
  296. >"Hold still Anon." She instructed as she poured another dollop of body wash onto her hand.
  297.  
  298.  
  299. >You cried out as you almost jumped onto the ceiling as you felt your sponge enter your butt crack, lathering it up.
  300. >"There, there, darling, we have to get it clean after all." She chuckled before taking the shower head and rinsing you off.
  301. "You could have warned me."
  302. >You whine as you grab your wash rag and lather up your face.
  303. >"I couldn't help myself." She replied while letting the water pour on her body. "Besides, I've always washed your cute little butt as a child."
  304. >Blindly reaching out for the shower head, you grab hold of something soft and squishy.
  305. >Chrysalis yelped and giggled. "Hold still and let me rinse you off."
  306. >The water slowly washed the body wash away and restored your sight.
  307. >"Here you go." She hands you a bottle of shampoo and gets down on her knees so you could properly lather up her hair.
  308. >You pour a generous amount of shampoo on her head and run you fingers through her hair.
  309. >She sighed, content with your gentle caresses. "That feels nice honey."
  310. >You smile and scoop up her long hair so you can work some shampoo into it.
  311. >It was an awkward pose as it effectively presented your rigid dick to your mother as if for inspection.
  312. >"Look at this naughty thing." She taunted, gently flicking the length. "It should be taught some manners."
  313. >You finished lathering her hair and went to reach for the shower head, but a gentle tug on your member kept you hunched over.
  314. >Her grip on you loosened up and she slowly fondled your shaft.
  315. >"It's a shame we can't stay in here long enough to properly punish it, right, Anon?" She glared at you from below.
  316. >A few more excruciatingly slow strokes and she let go of your pride with a gentle flick to the tip.
  317. >You let out a deep breath, the tip of your dick slightly tingling.
  318. "Close your eyes mom, I'm going to rinse you off."
  319. >She nods and closes her eyes as you bring the shower head over and rinse her hair.
  320. >Chrysalis stood up, taking the shower head in hand and putting it back in place.
  321.  
  322.  
  323. >She reaches for her body wash and body sponge and applies a generous amount of gel to her sponge before handing it over.
  324. >"Make sure you do a thorough job Anon." She instructs.
  325. >You start with her shoulders and work your way down, thoroughly scrubbing every inch of her upper body.
  326. >The sponge leaves a trail of suds as it continues its tour of your mother's body, quickly arriving at her bosom.
  327. >You alternate between scrubbing her breast and circling the perky nipple.
  328. >Not wanting to leave lefty feeling left out, you give it a delicate squeeze and take it into your mouth.
  329. >Chrysalis drapes her arms around you and moans.
  330. >"Clean that dirty little nipple darling."
  331. >You suckle at the little bud in your mouth, rolling it around with your tongue.
  332. >"Hey, don't forget about the other one." She nudges your arm.
  333. >You give her a little nibble and resume scrubbing her other breast, making sure to get underneath them.
  334. >Releasing the little bud with a final flick of your tongue, you start scrubbing her breast.
  335. >Chrysalis lets go and gives you a peck on your forehead.
  336. >"Okay, that's more than enough Anon; we're going to be in a hurry if we keep playing around."
  337. >Feeling a bit discouraged, you simply nod and carry on with scrubbing her body.
  338. >You begin shifting down only to be halted by your mom's hand.
  339. >"Just a little around the edges Anon, no need to do more than that." She commands using her regal-like no nonsense voice.
  340. >Taking a knee, you have a closer look at what you're working with.
  341. >Not even a few seconds into getting the lay of the land and you were already having perverted thoughts.
  342. >Various thoughts came to mind, ranging from how tight she might be to whether the fluids dripping from her petals was water or something else.
  343. >Your mother places her hands on top of your head, bracing herself as you reach upwards with the sponge in hand.
  344.  
  345.  
  346. >You vaguely wonder if this is how a doctor feels when they perform an open heart surgery, brushing the sponge around her lower lips.
  347. >She wriggled around while you scrubbed, putting a bit more of her weight on you as she stood on her tippy toes.
  348. >Several squeaks and moans later, you start making long strokes with the sponge up and down her legs, finishing with her toes.
  349. >Chrysalis turns around, presenting her backside.
  350. >You rise and carefully scrub away until you reach her bouncy rump.
  351. >Crouching so that her cheeks where in your face, you roughly knead her flesh only to get scolded.
  352. >You silently gripe and carry on, scrubbing her legs and finally finishing.
  353. >Looking up you realize that there was still one place to clean.
  354. >You smack the thickest part of her bottom and grab hold.
  355. >Gently spreading her left cheek to the side, you decide it was best to warn her.
  356. "I hope you're ready for a deep cleaning."
  357. >She looks over her shoulder at you and nods, her cheeks bright red.
  358. >The sponge slips in and her reaction was instant.
  359. >Her buns closed tighter than a duck's ass, a force that one could only obtain through serious physical training.
  360. >Or being a duck.
  361. >It wasn't painful, but certainly not what you were expecting either.
  362. >Sure it was healthy reaction to someone else inserting anything near your ass, but this grip was outrageous.
  363. "You're going to have to loosen up a bit mom, I won't be able to scrub you like this."
  364. >She takes a deep breath and exhales, her muscles slowly relax and grant you freedom.
  365. >Slow and steady was the pace at which you sanitized her butt, the occasional spasm bringing the process to a screeching halt.
  366. >"Well, that happened." Chrysalis mused as she washed her face with a clean wash cloth.
  367. >You giggle and stood back as she rinsed herself off with the shower head.
  368. >She turned to you and smiled.
  369. >It made you glad to see her smile, she deserved to be happy.
  370. >You wrap your arms around her in a sincere hug, resting your head on her breasts.
  371.  
  372.  
  373. >While you were distracted, Chrysalis turns off the warm water and turns on the cold water.
  374. >Your moment of serenity is shattered by a torrent of freezing ice cold water.
  375. "Mom! What the hell?!"
  376. >You shriek as the cool liquid continues to chill your body.
  377. >Several moments latter and she turns off the water completely.
  378. >Your mother laughs as your expense and holds you close, shivering along with you.
  379. >"I always end my showers like this Anon." She explains.
  380. >"It's supposed to be good for you, helps you get to sleep faster and helps with depression."
  381. >You hold her tightly, both for bodily warmth and because of what she had just said.
  382. >She'd never let on, but you could always tell she was usually a bit crestfallen during the downtime between jobs.
  383. >Her shivering body reminded you of your failure to help her, but it also gave you hope.
  384. >A hope that you could help her warm up so to speak, to raise her spirits and see her genuinely happy.
  385. >You couldn't fail her, not again.
  386. >She nibbled on your earlobe. "It's also supposed to help with fertility too, but I've never been able to confirm it."
  387. >You try to reply, but end up with chattering teeth.
  388. >"I've always wanted to have a big family sweetheart." She whispered.
  389. >You grab two towels and drape one around her shoulders and the other on yours.
  390. >"Thanks Anon." She beams.
  391. >You nod and start to dry yourself off.
  392. >Chrysalis wraps her towel around her body and grabs another.
  393. >"Okay, let's go get dressed and head out." She calls to your as she wraps her hair in a towel.
  394. >You reply to the affirmative and head to your room to finish drying off.
  395. >Throwing on some boxers, you open the door to your walk-in closet and check your wardrobe.
  396. >You decide on a pair of black slacks and a nice long sleeved white button up shirt.
  397. >A pair of black socks and a black belt completes your ensemble.
  398. >"Are you almost done dear?" Chrysalis pokes her head in your room.
  399. "Almost mom, do you think I should wear a jacket as well?"
  400.  
  401.  
  402. >"The weather is supposed to be nice and cool all day." She checks her phone. "It says there's a slight chance of rain, so it couldn't hurt to bring a dinner jacket just in case."
  403. >You nod and grab the jacket, setting it on the bed as you put on your nice black dress shoes.
  404. >"So, how do I look?" Mother asks as she opens the door and steps into view.
  405. "And I thought I was overdoing it with the dinner jacket."
  406. >She frowns. "You really think it's too much?"
  407. >You bring your fingers up to your face in the form of a rectangle and place her in the middle of the imaginary frame.
  408. >Not missing a beat, Chrysalis strikes a pose for you.
  409. >She leaned forward, resting her hands on her knee.
  410. >The top of the dress tightly snuggles her bosom while exposing her shoulders.
  411. >At the bottom of your frame you notice her black high heel boots.
  412. >They looked a bit uncomfortable, but pleasant to the touch all the same, some sort of suede you assumed.
  413. >The material ran all the way up her legs before coming to a stop a bit over her knees.
  414. >Had it not been for her pose you might have not even noticed they went all the way up like that.
  415. >A large green sash wrapped around her waist, as if to keep the dress together.
  416. >You make little camera noises as you take a knee and rotate your imaginary camera.
  417. "A bit too risqué, but I love it! Show me more darling!"
  418. >She walks over to your door frame and leans back, raising her left leg so it resembles a figure four when her heel touches the frame.
  419. >At first you thought there was a wardrobe malfunction as the dress seemingly fell apart.
  420. >Your confusion cleared away when you quickly realized the slit was a part of the dress.
  421. >The dress still had its share of secrets to show you.
  422. >Small black lines crisscrossed up her exposed legs, running all the way up before disappearing under her dress.
  423. "That's good, that's good! The camera loves you, give me something else!"
  424. >Sporting a large smile, She turned away from your and raised her arms skyward.
  425.  
  426.  
  427. >Her back was exposed save for a few strings of material that kept the dress connected.
  428. >It was a bit overkill, but damn if you didn't like what you saw.
  429. "I'll have to remember to bring more film the next time we do this darling."
  430. >Chrysalis fans herself. "That was pretty fun. I wouldn't mind doing it again sometime."
  431. "I think it looks great mom, you might get a few odd looks, but you won't hear me complain."
  432. >She gives you a hug and grabs your hand. "Okay, let's get going!"
  433. >You wait for her to unlock the SUV and climb in.
  434. >"Put your seat belt on." She reminds you.
  435. >She presses the button to open the garage and starts the engine.
  436. >While you wait for the door, you pose the question.
  437. "So did you already have something planned for our date?"
  438. >The vehicle moves in reverse before coming to a stop.
  439. >"I have it all planned out Anon." She replies as the garage door closes.
  440. >Glancing both ways she pulls out into the road and puts the car in drive.
  441. >"You want this to be a perfect date right?" She asks as she stays alert on the road.
  442. >You nod.
  443. "Of course.
  444. >"Well, I've had my definition of a perfect date for so long." She approaches the intersection and activates the turn signal. "I'll let you plan the next date entirely if you'll let me have this."
  445. "Alright, I'm on board for your perfect date."
  446. >She glances your way and smiles. "Thank you anon, it means a lot to me."
  447. >Ten minutes latter the vehicle pulled up to the park parking lot.
  448. >"Let's take a short walk in the park."
  449. >'Yeah, we're definitely overdressed for this.' You think as you step out of the vehicle.
  450. >You walk hand in hand down the little path through the park, just enjoying the breeze and scenery.
  451. >Chrysalis coughs, breaking the silence. "So what do you plan on doing now that school is over?"
  452. >The question caught you off guard, if only because you hadn't given it much thought yourself.
  453. "I haven't got a clue to be honest."
  454. >"Well, you know I'll support you regardless of what you do."
  455. >You nod.
  456.  
  457.  
  458. "I think I'll take a week or two and just kick back, think about what I'll do."
  459. >"That's fine, so long as you keep doing your chores and keep the house tidy."
  460. "If I do go to college, I could major in Film Production."
  461. >There's a moment of silence before she asks. "Why Film Production dear?"
  462. "I kind of figured that if I majored in it, I'd be a bit closer to you."
  463. >"You're my son Anon, I'm not sure how much closer we could get." She replies, a confused look on her face.
  464. "It's just something I've noticed whenever we watch movies together."
  465. "You radiate a certain happiness, a sense of fulfillment and accomplishment."
  466. >"Well, it is true that I do enjoy working in the movie business."
  467. "It's more than that mom, I can tell that you love your job."
  468. >You spot a cotton candy vendor in the distance.
  469. "You want to go half and half on some cotton candy?"
  470. >"I don't know, I'm kind of on a diet."
  471. "I'll join your workout sessions to help you work it off."
  472. >She bites her lips and nods. "Deal, but you better not complain when I run your ass ragged."
  473. >You chuckle, accepting her terms and making your way to the vendor.
  474. "There's another reason for that particular major."
  475. "I thought if I got into the business, then maybe I could experience and understand that feeling of joy."
  476. >You arrive at the little stand and she orders a smaller size cone of fluffy delight.
  477. >The vendor sets to working his magic and tells you it'll be three dollars and fifty cents.
  478. >Chrysalis was already giving the man a five dollar bill before you could even reach for your wallet.
  479. "I'll pay, I suggested it after all."
  480. >"No, tonight's my treat Anon." She replies.
  481. "It's okay, I can afford it."
  482. >She takes the cone and thanks the man.
  483. >You resume walking and eating small bites of cotton candy.
  484. "I could have paid for that you know."
  485. >"I know you could dear, but you won't be able to afford anything else that I have planned tonight."
  486. >You decide against questioning her and go with the flow.
  487.  
  488.  
  489. >"Open wide Anon!" She holds a chunk of the sugary treat close to your mouth.
  490. >You open up and she places the piece in your mouth.
  491. >A woman with a notepad approaches you and introduces herself.
  492. >"Hi, I'm Amanda, with Channel Three News?"
  493. >"Oh, yes, hello. What can we help you with?" Your mom asks, taking charge of the situation.
  494. >The reporter opened up her note pad and started writing. "Well, the city finally finished putting in the new path you're walking on and we wanted to do a small story on it, just a small fluff job if you will."
  495. >"Oh, we didn't even know that happened." Chrysalis replied.
  496. >"I see. Would you consent to a quick little interview? It'll be filmed and broadcasted on the channel of course."
  497. >Chrysalis stayed silent for a few moments, probably feeling a little uneasy about it.
  498. >Sensing her anxiety, Amanda assured you that it would be a few simple questions.
  499. >"We're going to have to decline. We uh, got a schedule to keep actually."
  500. >"Wait a minute." Amanda cuts her off. "Don't I know you from somewhere?"
  501. >"I can assure you we've never met personally, but you might recognize me from some movies I worked on."
  502. >"You do look like that one actress, from Space Breed."
  503. >Chrysalis nodded. "Yup, that was me, I was her stunt double."
  504. >"Had I known I'd bump into you, I would have brought my modest autograph book." She replies. "Well it's nice to meet you regardless and don't worry about the interview, I'm sure I can find someone else."
  505. >Amanda looks your mom over and then you.
  506. >"Who's this little cutie?" She asks and leans forward to get a better look.
  507. >Your mom puts her arm around your shoulder and pulls you close to her.
  508. >"He's my son, Anonymous."
  509. >"Ah, that explains it, he has your eyes." She responds and looks the both of you over again.
  510. >"So what's the occasion? You two seem a little overdressed to be at the park?"
  511. >"I'm on a date with my son." Chrysalis replies with an almost venomous tone.
  512.  
  513.  
  514. >"Oh. OH! I see. A little mother and son date?" Amanda chuckles. "I thought you meant something else, sorry about that."
  515. "You're weird."
  516. >Amanda glances at you. "I'm sorry Anonymous, I am a bit batty. It's the only reason I'm always out on fluff jobs instead of behind the news anchor desk."
  517. >You don't believe that for a second and just stare at her with a skeptical look.
  518. >"It's the truth, I swear! Anyways, I've wasted enough of your time so I'll let you two go. Enjoy the rest of your date."
  519. >Chrysalis waves goodbye and the two of make a beeline to the SUV.
  520. >Once inside and on the road, you finish the small remainder of cotton candy.
  521. "I'm on a date with my son?"
  522. >"What? It worked didn't it?" She defended her actions.
  523. "That's debatable."
  524. >"Sorry honey, I kind of just froze and said the first thing that came to mind."
  525. >You sigh.
  526. "Well, no harm done either way, but maybe we leave that out if anyone asks again?"
  527. >"Relax Anon, no one's going to even think that. All they'll think is that we're having innocent mother and son date and that's it."
  528. "Again, not complaining about how you're dressed, but I don't think most mothers would dress like that on a mother and son date."
  529. >"You have a point." She pouts. "How about I tell anyone who asks that this is a costume from my next movie role and I'm wearing it to get used to it?"
  530. "That doesn't sound totally unreasonable."
  531. >You throw the little cone into the small empty trash bag.
  532. "So where to now?"
  533. >She makes a left hand turn and glances at the clock. "We have some time to kill, how about a movie?"
  534. "Not a chick flick I hope?"
  535. >She pouts with a whiny voice. "Oh come on Anon, don't be that way!"
  536. "Alright, but don't blame me if I fall asleep mom."
  537. >There was no use arguing, it was her perfect date after all.
  538. >It was an uneventful drive to the theater.
  539. >Once inside you bought a medium Root Beer to share and headed into the auditorium.
  540.  
  541.  
  542. >The movie she chose was already in its second week of showing and it wasn't exactly prime time either.
  543. >That left the entire room for just the two of you.
  544. >You were about to ask where you would sit when she grabbed your arm and dragged you up to the top row.
  545. >"Right there in the middle sweetie." She whispered in your ear.
  546. >The lights dimmed and the room went dark, signaling the start of the previews.
  547. >Another couple came in just as the previews ended and the movie started.
  548. >They looked around and pointed to the small row seemingly hidden in small corner towards the middle of the vast auditorium.
  549. >Nothing caught your eye and you tried to mentally prepare yourself for the grueling two hour slug fest that would be the movie.
  550. >You did your best to hide a yawn, the characters on screen discussing if Todd Mclongdong was the heroine's true love.
  551. >A quick glimpse at mom showed that she was really into it.
  552. >You reason that it might just be the love of working on movies she's feeding off of instead of the movie itself.
  553. >She reaches up and wipes a tear away.
  554. >Nope, just the chick flick.
  555. >You sigh and take her free hand in yours.
  556. >She glances at her hand in yours and then at you, a soft smile appearing on her face.
  557. >Chrysalis leans back in her chair and enjoys her movie.
  558. >You stay alert, but otherwise blank out from boredom.
  559. >After what felt like an eternity her fingers tighten their grip on your hand.
  560. >Shaking off your drowsiness, you take a gander at your date.
  561. >She was biting her lip and slightly rubbing her thighs together.
  562. >You look up at the screen and see some other guy about to nail the star.
  563. >Guess Todd Mclongschlong screwed up somewhere down the line and struck out.
  564. >Tommy Youngcock was kissing the woman's neck before pushing her down on the bed.
  565. >He smiled at her and you could swear they added in a small glint on his teeth before he took off his shirt.
  566. >The actress bit her lip and watched him drop his pants and spandex briefs.
  567.  
  568.  
  569. >The camera had shifted view to hide his dangly bits, but judging from the woman's face, the guy was definitely packing.
  570. >That or she was a good actress. Either way the guy crawled into bed and helped the heroine out of her clothes.
  571. >Chrysalis' breathing gradually quickened until she finally let go of your hand.
  572. >You were about to ask if she was alright when her hand plopped down on your crotch.
  573. >Her fingers alternated between frantically grabbing at your semi and trying to work your zipper.
  574. "Whoa mom, what are you doing?!" You gasp while wriggling in your seat.
  575. >She doesn't reply before wrenching the arm rest between you out of the way and pulling you into a deep kiss.
  576. >Her arms wrap around you as you try to get the situation under control.
  577. >You debate just saying fuck it and going along with her, but even just the other couple in the room finding out could ruin everything.
  578. "Mom."
  579. >You struggled to speak as her tongue snaked its way into your mouth.
  580. >She let out little moans in between small gasps of breath.
  581. >It was almost like you were having an episode with the little demon and angel on your shoulders.
  582. >The little devil called you a faggot for even trying to stop her.
  583. >Your eyes wander over to the imaginary angel on your opposite shoulder and ask for his wisdom with pleading eyes.
  584. >"Don't look at me faggot, you've got bigger problems."
  585. >The distinct sound of a zipper opening echoed in your ears as her hand had finally figured out how to operate the pesky thing.
  586. >You grab hold of her waist and stand up, breaking her passionate kiss and keeping your zipper in a closed position.
  587. "Come on mom, we have to go. Now."
  588. >She pants and stares at you like you were a well cooked piece of prime meat, a hungry glint in her eyes.
  589. >You left the theater with a bright blush on your cheeks and a short-winded companion.
  590. >Luckily for the both of you the concession stand was empty save one employee.
  591. >You open the SUV and help Chrysalis into the passenger seat.
  592.  
  593.  
  594. >You sit in the driver's seat and roll down the windows, allowing the fresh air to make its way in on the cool breeze.
  595. >"Anon? Where are we?" Your mother asks as she rubs her head.
  596. "We're outside mom. You started freaking out really bad in there."
  597. >She shakes her head and glance at you. "What?"
  598. "I know we're experimenting here mom, but a majority of society wouldn't approve of what we're doing."
  599. >"Could you please explain exactly what you're trying to say?"
  600. "Mom, you started making out with me in the theater! Not only that but you tried getting into my pants with other people around!"
  601. >"I'm sorry baby. I don't remember doing that." She cries.
  602. "Mom, I know you're lonely and starved for affection, emotional as well as physical, but that was too risky with other people around."
  603. >She shakes slightly, silently sobbing.
  604. "I'm not mad mom, I promise. It's just that if we'd been caught doing that, your career would be over."
  605. >You reach over the arm rest and wrap your arms around her, stroking her hair and reassuring her that everything would be alright.
  606. "Trust me, everything will be okay, but we need to be extremely careful with how we handle ourselves in public."
  607. >Her head was buried in your chest, but you could feel her slightly nod.
  608. >You gently push her back to raise her chin up.
  609. "It'll be okay mom."
  610. >You reach up and wipe her tears away.
  611. >What little makeup she wore had been ruined by her tears.
  612. >"Anon, I'm hungry." She sniffled.
  613. "I know mom, I know."
  614. >"No Anon, I mean I'm hungry, let's get some lunch." She replied, a hint of sadness in her voice.
  615. "Oh, yeah, let's do that. You should know your makeup isn't doing so well right now."
  616. >She retrieves a small black box from the glove box.
  617. >She opens the box, revealing it to be a makeup kit of sorts.
  618. >Taking a small toilette from the kit, she expertly cleans her face.
  619. >She tosses the used item into the trash bag and applies a bit of makeup with a brush and makeup pencil.
  620.  
  621.  
  622. >You were impressed that she didn't even look at a mirror while she applied the makeup.
  623. >She finished with the kit and put it away. "There, all better." She beamed.
  624. >Had you not seen how her tears had affected the previous application of cosmetics you would have never guessed she'd just finished reapplying her makeup.
  625. "Wow, I knew you were amazing with stuff, but that's unbelievable!"
  626. >She blushes and thanks you.
  627. "So you want me to drive to our next destination or are you well enough to get behind the wheel?"
  628. >"Give me a minute and I'll drive." She exhales, her breathing finally evening out.
  629. >It was a short silent ride to a little mom and pop restaurant hidden away from the noisier city center.
  630. >Quickly getting a table, she orders two grilled chicken salads with no dressing and a splash of lemon.
  631. "So where are we going next mom?"
  632. >You reach over and poke her shoulder, trying to get her attention.
  633. "Mom, you alright?"
  634. >She snapped out of whatever that was quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry Anon, what was that?"
  635. "I asked what was the next part of your perfect date was, but you were spaced out. You are okay, right?"
  636. >A small groan emanated from her stomach.
  637. >She sheepishly wrapped her arms and her body, clearly embarrassed by her complaining stomach.
  638. >"Sorry, I'm just really hungry and the cotton candy didn't do much for me."
  639. "Didn't you have breakfast this morning?"
  640. >She shakes her head. "No, I kind of rushed to get into the shower when I heard you were done with the lawn, so I didn't get a chance."
  641. >The waitress appears out of nowhere and clears her throat. "Ahem, I have your order, two grilled chicken salads with a splash of lemon."
  642. "Thank you very much."
  643. >She smiles and sets the two bowls down in place. "Oh, and we weren't sure how much lemon you wanted sprinkled on the salads, so we included some lemon wedges with your order so you could season it to your liking."
  644. >You thank her again and she says to call her if you needed anything else.
  645.  
  646.  
  647. >Wasting no time, you both dig in.
  648. >Chrysalis finishes her salad before you and lets out a petite burp.
  649. >"Oh dear, pardon me." She whispered.
  650. >You chuckle loudly.
  651. "Sounds like you're better already."
  652. >"Don't tease me like that, I was really hungry!" She whines and gives you a light kick under the table.
  653. "So now that you're feeling better, you want to share where we're going next?"
  654. >"I thought it'd be fun to go to a small club and have a drink and maybe dance a bit."
  655. >You were hesitant about the whole drinking bit, but if she limits it to one drink, she should be fine.
  656. "Sounds like fun, but promise me you won't have more than one drink and it isn't one of those super tall ones either."
  657. >"I promise, one small drink." She assured you and crossed her heart. "After I finish my drink and we listen to some music, there was another restaurant I've always wanted to go to."
  658. >"I'd read about it in the paper, it's supposed to be a really nice place with a huge ballroom with live bands that play all types of music from rock to classical and even slow songs."
  659. >You pause in the middle of chewing.
  660. "Sounds pretty ritzy must cost an arm and a leg to get in."
  661. >"Don't speak your mouth full Anon, it's bad manners." She scolds you. "That's why I didn't want you to pay for anything tonight, you'd have to take out a mortgage to afford the place."
  662. >"I didn't tell you best part about it though. The walls of the ballroom are lined with doors that lead to little private balconies that overlook the rest of the city. That's where you go to dine and rest your feet."
  663. >You try to imagine what this place even looks like, sounds pretty neat from an architectural viewpoint.
  664. >Chrysalis mentions how they have several speakers connected to each balcony so that you can continue listening to the band while in your own private little room, even a little control so you can turn the speakers up or down.
  665. >You finish your salad and stand up with a spring in your step.
  666.  
  667.  
  668. "You make it sound perfect, let's get going!"
  669. >The other diners turn and stare at the sudden disturbance.
  670. "Whoops, sorry everyone."
  671. >You try to hide behind Chrysalis, slightly embarrassed by your outburst.
  672. >"Thank you and come again!" The waitress calls after you.
  673. >"I think she likes you Anon." Mother calls out from the driver's side of the SUV.
  674. >You climb in and put your seat belt on.
  675. "Well that's too bad for her, because I have you."
  676. >You place your hand on hers.
  677. >She laughs and starts the engine. "That was so corny Anon, but points for going there."
  678. >You frown and cross your arms as the car leaves the parking lot.
  679. >Glancing around as you pull up to the little night club, you wonder how she knew of the place.
  680. "Looks lively, you been here before?"
  681. >She parks on the side of the road and turns the ignition off.
  682. >"Yeah, just once though, with one of the guys that asked me out before." She responds nonchalantly.
  683. >As if she read your mind, Chrysalis assured you that she only wanted to come here because she liked the techno/trance music they played.
  684. "Won't that dress make it kind of hard to dance?"
  685. >"Who said we were going to dance here?" She replied as the door man asked for ID.
  686. >You fish your wallet out and hand the ID over.
  687. >"I just wanted to have a nice drink and listen to the music a bit before moving on."
  688. >"Alright, I shouldn't have to tell you, but no alcohol for the boy or there will be trouble." The big guy hands your card back and opens the door.
  689. >"Of course!" She replied with a smile.
  690. >You followed her in and immediately covered your ears, the deafening noise taking you by surprise.
  691. >She made her way to a little table with a small old timey lamp in one of the darker corners of the joint and sat down.
  692. >You looked around, curiosity taking over.
  693. >"You've never been to a place like this have you?" Mother shouts so you could hear her over the music.
  694. >You cup your hands around your mouth and shout back.
  695.  
  696.  
  697. "The closest I've been to something like this was senior prom!"
  698. >A waiter wearing tight fitting black pants, shirt cuffs, and a black bow tie came up to your table.
  699. >Had you been drinking anything you probably would have spit it out.
  700. >This guy wasn't as built as your average male stripper, but he had the advantage over you.
  701. >He took out his pen and gave Chrysalis a sly wink. "What can I get for you two tonight?"
  702. >"I'll have a broken heart, double the blood and easy on the sauce."
  703. >"Sounds delicious, and for you young man?"
  704. >You could feel your face heat up from humiliation.
  705. >It felt condescending the way he said young man, not to mention having to order a soda after the drink mom had ordered.
  706. "I'll have a Sprite."
  707. >"Alright that'll be one Broken Heart, double the blood and cut back on the sauce, and one Sprite." He repeats the order and checks off his little notepad.
  708. >"Will you be wanting anything to eat or snack on?" He asks and taps his pen on the pad.
  709. >"No, we'll be fine with just the drinks." Chrysalis replies.
  710. >"Alright, and we'll have those out to you right away." He gives a slight bow before leaving to place your order.
  711. >You cross your arms and pout.
  712. "I can see why you like it here."
  713. >"Oh, come on Anon." She giggles. I can call over the waitresses in the Playboy bunny suits if it'd make you feel better?"
  714. "No."
  715. >"It's cute to see you jealous, but at the very least have a little more faith in me than none." She scolded you and reached out across the table.
  716. >You place your hand in hers and watch the dancing crowd as the music kicks off.
  717. "So just what did you order anyways?"
  718. >"A Bloody Mary!" She shouts back.
  719. "Oh, well why didn't you just call it a Bloody Mary in the first place?"
  720. >She shrugs. "That's what they call them here!"
  721. >The volume lowers as the DJ announces he's taking a short break.
  722. >The dance floor thins out save for a handful of dancers.
  723. >It wasn't that different from watching hip hop you thought.
  724.  
  725.  
  726. >Then the beat really took off and the strobe lights kicked on.
  727. >You were so memorized with how they kept up with the unbelievable tempo that you didn't even notice the drinks had arrived.
  728. >It was like watching something in stop animation.
  729. "It looks like a less violent and chaotic form of moshing."
  730. >Chrysalis had scooted closer to you and drank from her mug.
  731. >"Kind of, but I'm sure if someone who goes to mosh pits heard you say that they would strongly disagree."
  732. >The music lowers in speed and volume as the lights in the club dim to near darkness.
  733. >You're about to say something when you feel your mom's hands pull you into a kiss.
  734. >It felt strange, almost as if she was trying to pry your mouth open with her lips.
  735. >Deciding to do so, you almost choked as her tongue and a spicy, tangy fluid seeped into your mouth.
  736. >She maneuvered her tongue around you mouth, deftly using the appendage to scoop as much of the liquid down your throat.
  737. >She pulled away with you with an almost inaudible moan just as the lights and music kicked into overdrive.
  738. >You wiped the small amount of alcohol that had inadvertently leaked out from the corner of your lips.
  739. >Chrysalis met your surprised gaze with her own sultry gaze.
  740. >She ran her tongue around her lips, lapping up the little dribbles of alcohol remaining.
  741. >The strobe light made it seem like it was happening in slow motion.
  742. >"So, what did you think?" She asks as she gulps down the rest of her drink.
  743. "It was tangy, with a hint of spice to it."
  744. >You take a large gulp of your soda to help wash down the drink.
  745. "It's not bad."
  746. >She nods approvingly and tilts her head to the bar. "Let's go ahead and get going."
  747. >You take another quick sip of your drink and follow after her.
  748. >The sun began its slow descent into the horizon as the car zipped along to its next destination.
  749. "So is there any particular reason why you couldn't have ordered a Bloody Mary at the super fancy restaurant?"
  750.  
  751.  
  752. >"The one they make in that little club is the best one I've ever had." She replies as she makes a right turn onto the main road. "And I told you, I like the music they play."
  753. >You roll your eyes and shake your head, the alcohol seemed to be kicking in.
  754. "Is there a lot of alcohol in those Bloody Marys?"
  755. >She looks at the GPS device on the dashboard and then back to the road. "No, not really. It's just a bit of Vodka, some tomato juice, lemon juice, Worcestershire sauce, Tabasco, a bit of salt and pepper, and some celery salt."
  756. "Oh, is that all?"
  757. >"Pretty much, they go great with olives too." She adds.
  758. >You didn't care much for olives.
  759. >Before long you'd finally arrived at your destination.
  760. "Well, you weren't lying. Place is huge."
  761. >You let out a low whistle and grab your dinner jacket.
  762. "What have they got in there, King Kong?"
  763. >Your mother chuckles and takes your hand in hers. "Come on you Chaotician."
  764. >"Good evening Madame, Monsieur." The fancy pants doorman greets you as you approach. "I trust you have a reservation?"
  765. >Chrysalis shook her head and asked if you could get in without one.
  766. >He pulled out a phone from behind his little desk and pressed a few buttons. "Wait one moment please."
  767. >You couldn't understand what the guy was babbling about on the phone, but he kept giving you both odd glances.
  768. >The audible whirring of an electric motor caught your attention and soon enough you found the camera staring down at you and your mother.
  769. >"Of course Madame." The older gentlemen put his phone away and buzzed you in. "Today is your lucky day, the owner of this fine establishment has extended a personal invitation, if you're willing to accept it."
  770. >"How thoughtful of her, but I'm afraid I'm already being accompanied by the love of my life you see."
  771.  
  772.  
  773. >"Of course, nonetheless the invitation has been extended." He bowed forward slightly, his right arm as his waist and his left towards the now open door. "I can also call ahead to inform the staff not to disturb you unless you call for
  774.  
  775. service."
  776. >Chrysalis leaned slightly to the side to get a look inside. "What do you think honey?"
  777. "If it's part of the perfect date then I say we go for it."
  778. >"Well, sounds like we're in like sin." She announces to the doorman.
  779. >"Excellent, please right this way, the busboy will be along shortly to escort you to your room."
  780. >The two of you walk in and look around while you wait.
  781. >"This place is amazing, almost like a palace!" She gushes like a schoolgirl. "Look, look! The waitresses and waiters are cute maids and butlers!"
  782. >She wasn't wrong in the slightest, the place was enormous, easily fitting at least a thousand people in this room alone.
  783. >The marble flooring was slightly blue, with what appeared to be a red carpet running the length of the room.
  784. >Upon closer examination you realize the carpet isn't real, but a nifty optical illusion of red marble tiles.
  785. >It ran from the main entrance all way to the other side of the room and up the large staircase.
  786. >You followed the staircase up and noticed the large balcony on the inside of the building.
  787. >There were fancy banners decorating the empty spaces between the doors, adorned with various celestial markings.
  788. >An assortment of chandeliers hung around the room under the balcony, secured by some crazy looking contraption.
  789. >They paled in comparison to the large sphere hanging in the center of the room.
  790. >It was like a disco ball, but instead of reflecting light, it seemed to be emanating it instead.
  791. >It washes the room with tranquil colors as it changes between a bright setting to a more subdued setting as if to emulate a day and night cycle.
  792. "I thought you said the dining rooms were outside of the ballroom?"
  793.  
  794.  
  795. >"But they are sir." A voice behind you corrects you. "The second floor balcony is merely a walkway to the 2nd floor dining rooms."
  796. >You turn around and come face to face with a butler.
  797. >"If you would be so gracious to follow me, I'll lead you to your room."
  798. >He does an about face and begins walking towards the staircase.
  799. >Chrysalis gives you a slight tug and you follow after your guide.
  800. >"As you can see, there are doors at even intervals all along the wall, minus the eastern wall where the stage is located."
  801. >You scan the area and find the aforementioned stage, several figures were rushing around as they set up for the next band.
  802. >"How often does the music change?" Your mom asks the employee.
  803. >"That usually depends on how many groups we can book for the week, but on average a single band will play for thirty to forty-five minutes."
  804. >The escort came to a stop at the foot of the staircase and turned to face you.
  805. >"Now if you'll give me your undivided attention for a moment."
  806. >He gestured to a set of double doors on both sides of the staircase. "Both of these entrances are to the kitchen and as such are off limits to guests."
  807. >You raise a hand to ask where the bathrooms where located.
  808. >"I was just getting to that sir." His quick reply hinting that he'd heard this question often enough. "Each room has their own private restroom that is personally inspected by an employee before guests enter the room."
  809. >"This place must have cost a fortune." Chrysalis exclaimed as she brushed a strand of hair from her face.
  810. >"As the owner is so fond of saying, we spared no expense." He replies with a smile. "This way, your room is located on the second floor."
  811. >You follow after the butler up the stairs, stopping at the top.
  812. >"This is the owner's office and is also is off limits." He gestures to the left. "This way."
  813. >Coming to a stop, your guide motions you to wait and enters the room.
  814. >Chrysalis wanders over to the railing and watches the setup on stage.
  815.  
  816.  
  817. >A couple of minutes later he reappears. "Everything is satisfactory and ready, please come in."
  818. >You wrap an arm around your mom's waist to get her attention.
  819. "The rooms ready dear, let's have a look."
  820. >She giggles and places her arm around your shoulder.
  821. >"I thought we weren't supposed to carry on like this in public?" She leaned over slightly and whispered in your ear.
  822. >You walk in side by side and appraise the room.
  823. >It certainly wasn't as spacious as the ballroom outside, but it was big enough to house a large dinner table and even a little dancing area beside it.
  824. >The ceiling above you was all glass, to allow guests to stargaze during their stay.
  825. >At the other end of the room was a glass door that let to a completely open air portion of the room, although it only had enough space for small table and bench.
  826. "It looks great, we'll take it."
  827. >"Excellent choice sir, I've left your menus on the dinning table along with the volume control for the room speakers."
  828. "I haven't even seen the speakers."
  829. >The waiter pointed to a speaker in the corner. "Yes, each room has speakers installed in them so that guests can hear the music from the band without leaving their rooms."
  830. "You'd think they'd rather encourage patrons to mingle with one another in the ballroom."
  831. >"That was the original intent, but the request for something more private was consistent enough that the speakers were added in to every room."
  832. >Chrysalis looks the room over, paying special attention to the glass door. "It doesn't make much sense for someone who would come to an establishment as snazzy as this, but different strokes for different folks I guess."
  833. >"In any case, whenever you're ready to order, there is a little red button the controller that will call for a waiter or waitress. Enjoy your evening."
  834. >The waiter bowed once more and closed the door behind him, leaving Chrysalis and you alone.
  835. "So, should we order something or wait a while?"
  836.  
  837.  
  838. >"Let's go ahead and order something Anon, who knows how long it'll take for it to be ready." Chrysalis snuggled up against you.
  839. >You nod and make your way to the table.
  840. >After browsing the menu you decide on the Beef Tenderloin Stuffed with Lobster and you could have sworn you saw a bit of drool from her mouth when she read the description for the Roast Leg of Lamb with Rosemary.
  841. >The drink selection was a bunch of different alcoholic drinks, juices, and sodas as well.
  842. >They probably just bring the drinks in a pitcher so they don't have to bother the clients as much with refills.
  843. "I'm going to order some cranberry juice to drink, what about you mom?"
  844. >She gave you a coy smile. "I think you should try the pineapple juice instead."
  845. >You exhale deeply, guess it was time to get used to the taste of pineapple.
  846. >Chrysalis picks the remote and presses the service button before turning the speakers up.
  847. >It didn't even take two minutes for a waitress to come and take your order.
  848. >"Let's have a dance while we wait Anon." Chrysalis held her hand out to you.
  849. >Dancing wasn't your forte, but thankfully it was a slow song and even a rere like you could manage that.
  850. >You place your hands in hers and she guides them to her hips.
  851. >She wraps her arms around your shoulders and pulls you close.
  852. >"This place is amazing, but let's not make it a habit of coming here." She whispers as you dance.
  853. >She rests her head on your shoulder and takes a deep breath of your scent.
  854. >She held you tighter. "Do you really think this could work between us Anon?"
  855. "You know better than anyone that I've never been in a relationship before mom."
  856. >You lift her chin up and give her a quick kiss.
  857. "The way I see it, a relationship can work so long as one person is willing to fight for it."
  858. >"I'm not worried about being let go from my work or what society would think of us." She replies with a sigh. "I'm worried about you getting hurt if things don't go well."
  859.  
  860.  
  861. "I understand mom, but there isn't anyone in this world that knows us better than we know each other."
  862. >The music picked up in tempo, but you kept to your slow and steady pace.
  863. "I'm not telling you there won't be days where we don't see eye to eye or have disagreements, but that's part of being a couple."
  864. >She listened without interruption.
  865. "I've already promised you, but I'll do it again. I'll do whatever it takes to make it work."
  866. >You give her another kiss and smile.
  867. "Even if it means moving around for your career, behaving like mother and son in public, whatever it takes."
  868. >Chrysalis looks delighted at your answer and closes her eyes, leaning forward for a kiss.
  869. >Just before your lips touched, a loud knocking at the door startled you.
  870. >"Must be the food." Chrysalis guesses. "That was surprisingly quick."
  871. >The knocking comes again and you invite the unknown party in.
  872. >"Hello honored guests!" A loud powerful female voice bellowed from the doorway.
  873. >A rather buxom woman wearing a white short skirt and a white low-cut top entered the room, a bucket full of ice holding a bottle of champagne in hand.
  874. >Her clothes had a golden trim that resembled little waves.
  875. >"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Celestia, the owner of this establishment."
  876. >You stood side by side, hand in hand with Chrysalis as Celestia sashayed her way towards the dinning table.
  877. >"I'm glad that you accepted my invitation and rest assured that everything tonight is on the house, including this bottle of champagne." She beamed.
  878. >She set the bucket on the table and turned around to face you both.
  879. >Celestia presented her hand for you to kiss, akin to the olden days of princesses and knights.
  880. >A bit strange, but you humored her and kissed the back of her hand.
  881. >Chrysalis growled quietly enough that you barely heard her.
  882. >You have to tug your hand out of Celestia's grip and gesture to Chrysalis.
  883. "I'm Anonymous, and this is my girlfriend Chrysalis."
  884.  
  885.  
  886. >"The pleasure is mine Anonymous, Chrysalis." She briefly acknowledges your mother before returning her attention to you.
  887. >Celestia waved her hand over to the table, inviting everyone to sit down.
  888. >Chrysalis dragged her chair closer to yours and sat down, quickly taking your hand in hers.
  889. >The owner placed her chair to the side of the table, as if it were an obstacle.
  890. >"You two make a cute couple, but I'm guessing you haven't been together for very long." She states as a matter of fact.
  891. >"We've been together for sometime now actually." Chrysalis replies, her grip on your hand tightening.
  892. >"Ah, my mistake." Celestia chuckles.
  893. >A knock on the door announced the arrival of your meal.
  894. >Celestia oohed in approval. "This looks delicious, I hope you enjoy your meal."
  895. >She stood and pushed the chair back in.
  896. >"Please don't hesitate to contact the staff if you need anything else."
  897. >You nod and turn to the table.
  898. >"Oh, and before I go, I insist that you allow me to pour you both a drink."
  899. >"No thank you Celestia, we'll be fine with just the Pineapple Juice." Chrysalis sternly replies.
  900. >"Don't be silly Chrysalis, it's not like serving you this champagne will set me back any." Celestia retorts and locks eyes with you. "When you're as well off as I am, anything you ever could want is effortlessly obtainable. Anything."
  901. >You stand up and square off with the businesswoman.
  902. "We appreciate the gesture, but my girlfriend said we'll be fine without champagne, so you can take it back."
  903. >Your lips form into a confident smirk as you speak.
  904. "I insist."
  905. >Celestia's smile falters for a moment before reappearing. "Very well, I'll have a waiter come along and retrieve it shortly."
  906. >She leaves in a huff and shuts the door behind her.
  907. >Dinner goes along smoothly, you both evenly split your dishes and she even feeds you a few bites from your plate.
  908. >You wash your meal down with plenty of pineapple juice.
  909.  
  910.  
  911. >You wander out to the balcony and enjoy the cool night air in one another's arms.
  912. "It's beautiful isn't it?"
  913. >"Yeah." She snuggles against you. "Thank you Anon."
  914. "I told you I wouldn't leave you mom."
  915. >You guide her over to the bench and sit down to watch the stars while a new song faintly plays in the room.
  916. >"Why didn't you take her up on her offer Anon?" She breaks the silence.
  917. "Because I know nothing about her, and I know everything about you."
  918. >She rests her head on your shoulder and sighs.
  919. "Almost as if you have me under some sort of a spell."
  920. >She giggles and pokes you in the side. "Stop being corny Anon."
  921. >You laugh and try to get even and poke her back.
  922. >Your laughs and shouts of feigned protest echoed in the night sky.
  923. >After a truce is called, Chrysalis leads you back inside.
  924. >"Let's go have one last dance in the ballroom." She suggests.
  925. >You leave a tip on the table and leave, the bright lights from the ballroom forcing you to squint.
  926. >After adjusting to the brightness, you make your way down the stairs and into the middle of the dance floor as the next song starts.
  927. >The music quickly picks up in volume, the lead vocalist begins as the crescendo peaks.
  928. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y406eHv-DT0
  929. >You place your hands on her hips and she places her hands on your shoulders.
  930. >She takes the lead and you slowly turn counterclockwise.
  931. >Gazing deeply into her bright green eyes, you take hold of her right hand, your digits interlocking together.
  932. >Her cheeks slowly gave way to a rosy tint as your other hand moved from her waist to the small of her back.
  933. >Your slow dance slightly picked up the tempo as your hips gently swayed side to side.
  934. >The singer sang the chorus, her voice echoing your exact thoughts.
  935. >You lean forward and kiss Chrysalis.
  936. >The two of you continued dancing without missing a beat, your emotions on full display to the crowded room.
  937. >The song came to an end as you parted lips, a single tear threatened to trail down her cheek.
  938.  
  939.  
  940. >She sniffled as you wiped the tear away.
  941. >The crowded room erupted with cheers and applause.
  942. >Having been so focused on one another during the dance, you failed to notice the other dancers had stepped away and watched you dance.
  943. >You both humbly bowed to the crowd and made your way to the exit as the applause rained down around you.
  944. >The doorman thanked you for coming on the way out.
  945. >Chrysalis shivered in the chilly night air until you placed your dinner jacket on her shoulders.
  946. >She fumbles with the keys a bit before dropping them.
  947. "How about I drive home and you get some rest?"
  948. >She exhales and hands you the keys before taking her seat.
  949. >The drive back was uneventful and you found yourself pulling into the garage before you knew it.
  950. >You gave Chrysalis a soft shake.
  951. "We're home."
  952. >She sat down on the living room couch as you placed the keys in the crystal bowl on the kitchen counter and joined her.
  953. >The silence was deafening and felt like it lasted for hours when in reality it was only minutes before you finally spoke.
  954. "I had fun tonight, we should definitely do it again soon."
  955. >Chrysalis didn't even glance up. "I don't know Anon, I think we should stop this."
  956. "Look me in the eyes and say that mom."
  957. >She gradually looks up, her tears flowing freely. "I said we should stop this."
  958. >Chrysalis held a hand up before you could object.
  959. >"You promised, if I had bad feelings about the whole thing we wouldn't go forward with it."
  960. >You do remember agreeing to it, but didn't expect it to come back and bite you in the ass like this.
  961. >She stays strong and keeps herself from weeping. "As far as anyone else is concerned, this night never happened Anon."
  962. >"It's getting pretty late, you should go to bed and get some sleep."
  963. >You lean forward to protest her decision, but caught yourself mid sentence.
  964. >Chrysalis hid her face in her hands, her body shuddering as she silently sobbed.
  965. >Standing up, you feel a searing pang of grief in your chest as you touch her shoulder.
  966.  
  967.  
  968. "Goodnight mom."
  969. >You paused to sniffle.
  970. "I still love you."
  971. >You make your way to your room and close the door behind you, fighting back the tears as you turn on the lights.
  972. >The sound of a beer can opening made you notice your door hadn't fully shut.
  973. >Pushing the door closed, you kick off your dress shoes to the side and throw your clothes in a disorganized pile by the closet door.
  974. >You turn off the lights and exhale deeply before climbing into bed, lying on your back as you close your eyes to sleep.
  975. >Perhaps you could find happiness in the dream world if only for a while.
  976.  
  977.  
  978. >Your eyes snapped wide open as you felt the foot of the bed sink down as someone climbed on.
  979. >Before you could even shout, a hand came over your mouth, effectively silencing you.
  980. >It seemed like a small sun had come into existence in your room as a bright light chased away the darkness.
  981. >You squint and look away from the light.
  982. >It slowly fades away, becoming like an ember in the dark.
  983. >There is just enough light to make out who your attacker was.
  984. "Mom?!"
  985. >"Surprise!" She giggles and places her phone on the night stand close by, but not before turning the brightness up enough so that you could clearly see.
  986. >She had changed into a skimpy see-through green nightie and a black v-string before sneaking into your room.
  987. "I thought you said you wanted to call the whole thing off?"
  988. >She shakes her head and joins you under the covers.
  989. >"I just wanted to go change without you knowing, I've had this nightie for so long, but never had a reason to use it."
  990. "But you sounded so serious, you were crying your eyes out even!"
  991. >"Oh Anon, I'm an actress remember?" She snuggled up next to you and draped her arm on your bare chest.
  992. >The thought of correcting her and telling her she was a stunt double briefly entered your head, but you decide against it.
  993. "So does that mean?"
  994. >"Yes honey, I want you to with you, not only as my son, but as my man." She finished your sentence for you.
  995. >You take her hand in yours and kiss her before attempting to lie on your side to spoon.
  996. >She frees her hand and pushes you onto you back.
  997. "Oh, did you want to be the big spoon this time?"
  998. >She licks her lips and draws closer, until her lips lock with yours.
  999. >Her tongue traced your lips as if seeking entry to your mouth.
  1000. >You comply, opening your mouth and darting your tongue as if to repel an invader.
  1001. >Chrysalis gasps as your tongues entwine, your saliva mixing with one another's.
  1002. >Her finger traces along your chest in small wayward motions.
  1003.  
  1004.  
  1005. >You snake your left arm under her and grab hold of her bottom with a loud smack.
  1006. >Her tongue falters from the surprise attack, allowing you to push back into her mouth and continue the contest there.
  1007. >She moans and ends the kiss.
  1008. >"You're not going to sleep until I've had my fill of loving Anon."
  1009. >You swallow the dry lump in your throat, her words sounding more like a threat than a sexy promise.
  1010. >Taking the initiative, you grab hold of her shoulder and push her onto her back.
  1011. "You make it sound like I've got a large void to fill."
  1012. >She lets out a bubbly giggle and wraps her arms around your head. "You have no idea."
  1013. >You start with a deep kiss, no tongue, just a simple kiss shared between lovers.
  1014. >Chrysalis lets out a dreamy sigh, her fingers running through your hair.
  1015. >The kiss ends as you leave a trail of kisses from her gasping lips down to her neck.
  1016. >She coos as your right hand slides along the soft nightie, the fabric rubbing deliciously against her skin.
  1017. >Your hand travels from her hips to her stomach before prowling towards her breast.
  1018. >Her free hand gropes at your growing erection, gently massaging her handful before giving it a few strokes.
  1019. >Pinching the material between your fingers, you draw circles around her areola.
  1020. >The soft little nipple slowly offered resistance and you moan in unison with her.
  1021. >You squeeze her breast and take the nipple in your mouth.
  1022. >Chrysalis' fingers outline your member's features, stopping only to stroke your shaft.
  1023. >You roll your tongue over her damp nipple, a few gentle love bites elicit a soft gasp and praise from her lips.
  1024. >She softly pushes you away, forcing you to relinquish your chew toy with an audible pop.
  1025. >"Let's get this out of the way." She murmurs with a sparking hunger in her eyes.
  1026. >She gradually pulls on the green bow that held the nightie together.
  1027. >You drink in the view as her nightie slowly slide off her shoulders, she leisurely shakes her shoulders when the fabric catches on her perky tips.
  1028.  
  1029.  
  1030. >Her breasts vigorously swayed as the garment slide off.
  1031. >She took the nightie and tossed it to the side.
  1032. >Chrysalis held her arm out to you, her index finger seductively curling and uncurling, the most blatant come hither stare in her eyes.
  1033. >You eagerly answered and pulled her close, your hands tenaciously kneading her rear as she pressed her lips to yours with a throaty moan.
  1034. >Her little nipples made themselves known as her breasts pressed against your chest.
  1035. >Your kiss slowly became sloppy with little dribbles of saliva adorning the corner of your lips as her hunger took over.
  1036. >She broke the kiss, gasping for air.
  1037. >"I want it." She growled.
  1038. >Her hands were already fiercely tugging on your boxers, her movements were quick and energetic.
  1039. >You lift your hips to ease the process.
  1040. >She succeeds in finally removing them and takes a deep breath of your scent.
  1041. >Deeply exhaling she tosses them to the side.
  1042. >"I don't need those, I've got the source right here." She mumbles as she pushes you down and swings her leg over your head.
  1043. >She gingerly pulls your foreskin back, exposing your sensitive glans.
  1044. >Her dainty wet tongue quickly flickered like a snake's tongue, getting a small taste of your head.
  1045. >You hissed as her tongue swirled around the tip, leaving behind a thick coat of saliva.
  1046. >"Come on Anon, don't let me do all the work." She whined as she shook her rump.
  1047. >Reaching to the heavens, you take hold of the panty strings and slide them downward.
  1048. >A trail of arousal connected the drenched garment to her honey pot.
  1049. >You grab her hips and gently guide her down to your waiting tongue.
  1050. >You crane your neck up, breaking the secretions connection and following it to the source.
  1051. >Chrysalis whimpered as you pressed your tongue against her lips and slowly tasted her.
  1052. >She gobbled up your member with ease, her nose lightly pressing against your groin.
  1053. >Her tongue slithered around your shaft, caressing you and leaving a trail of lubrication in its wake.
  1054.  
  1055.  
  1056. >A husky moan rippled through your cock as she leisurely moved her head back, her tongue wriggling around on the way up.
  1057. >She lets go of the head with a mighty slurp. "Delicious!" Chrysalis slurs as she laps at your shaft.
  1058. >Her ministrations sends waves of pleasure crashing throughout your body.
  1059. >Deciding to return the favor, you press your lips against hers and being to recite the alphabet using your tongue as the brush and her lightly dripping flower as the canvas.
  1060. >You trace your tongue across her lips, her hips bucking against your face as she takes your length back in her mouth.
  1061. >A small dribble of her juices squirt into your mouth as you dot your "I".
  1062. >The crisp tangy taste pervaded your taste buds and left you wanting more.
  1063. >Reinvigorated by her taste, you greedily lap up the juices on her lips before plunging your tongue as deep inside as manageable.
  1064. >You're rewarded with more of the godly nectar and a gentle vibration on your member as Chrysalis continues to noisily slurp away.
  1065. >You resumed writing with your tongue, tracing a capital "J" in her folds.
  1066. >Her body trembled with pleasure as your tongue traced around her insides, intent on writing her a love letter that would make all other declarations of love seem like mere child's play by comparison.
  1067. >You withdrew your tongue with a soft squelch and protests from Chrysalis.
  1068. >Taking a moment to apply more ink to your brush, you gently pull back on the small folds covering her little button.
  1069. >She squeaks and instinctively tries to press her thighs together as you gently dab your tongue on her most sensitive spot.
  1070. >You slide your tongue away from her bud and back inside her lips, the tangy taste surging forth as you resume your embrace.
  1071. >Her head bobbed lightly as she continued indulging herself on your phallus, her dreamy sighs accompanied by the occasional sloppy sounds of her suckling.
  1072. >As her tongue ran up the length of your tool, you felt that familiar tingle begin to build up in your groin.
  1073.  
  1074.  
  1075. >You tried to warn her, but only managed a muffled murmur in her insides.
  1076. >Chrysalis felt your erection trembling in her mouth, purring as she lovingly fondles your testicles.
  1077. >You pull out from her insides and frantically lick at her clit, determined to make her cum as well.
  1078. >Gently suckling on her clit, you feel your loins tighten up.
  1079. >That tingling in your groin shot through your body like lighting before blazing its way to the head of your dick.
  1080. >Your shaft wriggled about in Chrysalis' mouth, splashing your seed about like a runaway hose.
  1081. >Her body shook as your tongue gave her bud a final flick, bringing about her own orgasm.
  1082. >She moaned long and hard, never stopping for a moment as she continued to suck your dry.
  1083. >Little streams of her fine wine sprinkled into your mouth as you both soared through the heavens.
  1084. >You lick the edge of your lips, savoring the fluids before returning to clean the source.
  1085. >Chrysalis loudly gulped down your seed, her tongue greedily combing around your shaft for more before letting go.
  1086. >"What a mouthful Anon." She panted. "Don't you ever take care of yourself?"
  1087. >You pant as well, catching your breath as she climbs off of you and lies next to you.
  1088. "Yeah, but this is pretty normal for me."
  1089. >She looks at you in disbelief "You're kidding, right?"
  1090. >You shake you head.
  1091. "No, it's just that I always think of you when I, uh, handle myself."
  1092. >"Aw, that's so sweet Anon." She squealed. "From now on, you let me take care of your needs."
  1093. >You chuckle and pull her close, kissing her for a moment before she pulled away.
  1094. >"I can see you're ready to go again." She smiles and strokes your recovering genitals.
  1095. "I'm always ready for you."
  1096. >"That's the spirit!" She cheers. "Now, stand at attention soldier, it's not everyday you get to lose your virginity!"
  1097. >You take a sitting position and take a deep breath, exhaling slowly.
  1098. >"Okay, sit still now." She instructs as she swings her leg over yours.
  1099.  
  1100.  
  1101.  
  1102. >She cautiously uses you for support as she lowers herself.
  1103. >Placing your hands on her hips, you guide her on the way down, a drip of her sex landing on your tender glans.
  1104. >You suck in a lungful of air as you slowly penetrate her.
  1105. >She settles down, feet planted on the bed and her knees by your sides.
  1106. >Chrysalis grins and gyrates her hips as she lets out a deep satisfied moan.
  1107. >You place a hand on her back, pulling her in for a kiss.
  1108. >Using her powerful legs, Chrysalis begins rocking her hips back and forth.
  1109. >Her movements gradually change as she gets used to the position and she bounces away on your pogo stick.
  1110. >You moan into her mouth as her insides tighten around you, letting you feel every little detail.
  1111. >She murmurs indistinguishably into your mouth, her tongue having given up the fight for dominance.
  1112. >The sensation of feeling damp for a moment and a searing heat in the next was entirely new to you.
  1113. >You relished the uniqueness of your predicament, knowing full well it wouldn't be the last time you'd would enjoy each other like this.
  1114. >Not wanting to let your mother do all the work, you do your best to buck your hips in time with her movements.
  1115. >Picking up the pace, her breasts constantly slap against your chest.
  1116. >Her slick walls tug and pull on you as she picks up speed again.
  1117. >Chrysalis wraps her arms around your neck and you pull her close.
  1118. >Your combined sweat allowed your bodies to rub against one another with little to no friction.
  1119. >You imagine that this is what making love is like in comparison to having sex.
  1120. >Her movements gradually lose their precision as her mewls of pleasure rose.
  1121. >Leaning backwards she bites her lip as her quick bounces became long and deliberate.
  1122. >"OH, right there Anon!" She huffed. "Just like that."
  1123. >You gasp as that little tingle in your groin makes a comeback.
  1124. "Wait."
  1125. >She speeds up again, the sounds of skin slapping on skin echoing in the lightly lit room.
  1126. "I'm close mom, I gotta pull out."
  1127.  
  1128.  
  1129. >"Not yet, I'm almost there too." She softly hisses.
  1130. >You bite your lip and slap her rear, causing her to shout.
  1131. >Try as you might you feel that little tingle getting ready to shoot off.
  1132. "I can't hold it anymore, I'm pulling out."
  1133. >"No baby. She mumbles and nibbles on your neck. "Inside, all of it."
  1134. "I'm not wearing a condom though."
  1135. >"I'll get pills tomorrow, I promise." Her tongue laps at your neck. "Just do it, fill me up with your seed."
  1136. >You grunt and slap your hands on her hips, simultaneously pulling down and thrusting up as the lighting crackled through your body.
  1137. >Chrysalis whimpered as she bit your neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but it was definitely going to leave a mark.
  1138. >She locks you in place with her well developed leg muscles as you shoot off ropey strands of cream deep inside.
  1139. >You groaned from both the pleasure and the pain, your instincts demanding that you bury yourself deeper inside her walls.
  1140. >The aftershocks of her climax washed over her like ocean waves, leaving her a shuddering mess.
  1141. >The force of your ejaculation slowed down to a trickle before finally coming to a stop.
  1142. >You sigh, exhausted but content.
  1143. >Feeling your strength leave your body, you fall over on your side taking her with you.
  1144. >Your spent manhood withdraws from battle with a quiet pop, exhausted and victorious.
  1145. >Chrysalis' chest stops heaving as she regains control of her breath.
  1146. "I love you mom."
  1147. >You place a hand on her cheek and give her a small kiss.
  1148. >"I love you too Anon."
  1149. >You pull her close and use the last of your strength to draw the covers over your sweaty sticky bodies.
  1150. >Chrysalis snuggles up to you, tucking her head in the crook of your neck.
  1151. >You sigh and close your eyes as sleep takes you again.
  1152. >"I can feel it slowly leaking out Anon. Chrysalis giggled. "You're going to have to improve your stamina so you can keep filling me full of your love."

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